An Aboriginal man who descends from a lineage of shamanic artist-healers prays for a vision of the image that I need to look upon to gain innner strength, and warns me that if I don't recognize the image, then it is not mine, and he will not give it to me.
 
Two weeks later, I go to his home with considerable anticipation. As soon as I see the design, I shout, "Oh, my! It's a passion flower! How exquisite!"